"That is something that I will never do. I will never puke on a chic." -AJ

It was a crazy night. AJ said this and then within a few hours puked on me. Seriously. I got puked on. I don't know whether to blame flip cup or Carnie Station. So here is the story:

There was a going away party for one of our co-workers last weekend. The festivities started with beer pong, which later turned into flip cup. Some people consumed a little too much thanks to generous pouring on AJ's part. AJ had woken up drunk that afternoon and proceeded to drink more thoughout the day. Later, Paco and I ended up in a cab with Greg and AJ on our way to Carnie Station, an all-you-can-eat/drink place. Somehow I instigated the boys to hug random Koreans in the street when they got out of the taxi. They were pretty wasted at that point. Using the help of a Korean translator, Greg then convinced a guy on a forklift to let him drive it on a busy street in Seoul. I don't know how/why that happened, but it did. We made it to Carnie Station and drank more beer, and AJ started looking pretty woozy. I told him not to puke on me and that's when he made the statement about not puking on a chic. Then I tried to help AJ home so that he didn't pass out and die in the middle of the street. On the way to the taxi, he fell and hit his head on a car, leaving a dent in it. On the way out of the taxi, he fell in the middle of the street. I helped him into his apartment and got him to lie down, but he promptly fell out of bed and puked on himself and me. So there you go. I was trying to be a good citizen, and I got vomit on my jeans as a reward.